Big Bad Bite Page 23
Adam pulled his shirt off, revealing broad shoulders complimented by the strong planes of his chest covered in a light smattering of hair. The six-pack he showcased on his flat abdomen tightened when he leaned over to ravage her mouth. He desperately needed the feel of her silky tongue against his own to calm his wolf before he asked the question that could bring all of this to a screeching stop. He broke off their kiss, but she grabbed at him almost desperately, trying to drag his mouth back to her own.
“What do you want, sweetheart?”
Jenna’s face screwed up in confusion. He slid his hand down between the valley of her breasts, over her smooth stomach, finally reaching the apex of her thighs and slowly pushed one finger into the saturated folds. Her back arched, and she moaned hungrily. “Do you want more Jenna, or do you want to stop? Tell me what you want, baby.”
Without hesitation, she answered, “More.”
Adam bent down to take one of her delicate pink nipples into his mouth as he moved his finger in and out of her tight sheath. She felt too small and he almost despaired about trying to fit his substantial length into her without hurting her too badly. He tongued the tight tip, and then suckled it before moving to her other breast.
He added a second finger, carefully spreading her open in preparation for his body. As he lapped at her other rosy nipple, Adam added a third finger after a few pumps from his hand. Jenna whimpered at the stretch, but it wasn’t in pain. If he’d detected even an iota of pain, he would stop. There was nothing more important in the world at this moment than showing Jenna that he only wanted to give her pleasure. He’d go back to his room with the worst recorded case of blue balls in the history of all male species before he’d ever hurt his little wolf.
She started pleading, “Please Adam, please. No more. I want you inside me. Please don’t make me beg.”
He pulled his fingers free of her body, quickly shucking off his jeans and underwear. He was bare to her gaze. Lean hips met with long powerful thighs. But that wasn’t what caught Jenna’s attention. No, Adam was all too amused by the fact that she couldn’t keep her eyes off of the evidence of his arousal.
“Scoot back on the bed, baby.”
He ran his hand up and down his engorged flesh while watching the abundant orbs of her breasts jiggle when she moved back to lie fully on the bed. The moment her body settled, he was covering her completely, unable to wait another second to feel the velvet of her skin rubbing against his own. Looking down at her passion glazed eyes and charmingly flushed cheeks, he knew without a doubt that his wolf had been right all along. Jenna was their mate. The one meant for them and them alone. After having the time to get to know her, and to see how strong Jenna was, Adam could see why his wolf had become obsessed. The man in him was now enraptured by her strength and beauty, as well. His canines lengthened at the thought of burying them in her vulnerable neck, marking her as theirs for eternity.
Her eyes widened at the sight of his fangs peeking over his bottom lip. Her breathing sped up and she panted, “You’re not going to bite me, are you Adam?”
His wolf howled in denial. She didn’t want them?
His human half tried to rationalize with the raging beast. She doesn’t know what that means yet. When we explain it later, she’ll understand and crave the mark as much as we want to give it to her. We just have to hold back this one time so that we don’t scare her.
The wolf wasn’t happy, but it understood the need to protect their uneducated mate from unnecessary pain. They could explain it tomorrow. Tonight, they would give her so much pleasure that those binding ties would start to sink into her soul.
He pressed another kiss on her lips as he positioned himself between her thighs. “No love, no bite tonight.”
Adam kept up the intoxicating kisses as he reached down to grab his shaft, and rubbed the head of his cock up and down the wet warmth of her femininity. She gasped as he eased the head in, working his girth in millimeter by millimeter. As he sank two inches in, he felt her walls begin to stretch. He’d never felt anything this tight, that it could grip his aching shaft like a vise. She whimpered underneath him, and he ran trembling hands over her to soothe her distress.
“Just a little more, sweetheart. You can take me.”
Jenna looked down to where they were joined and there was a hell of a lot more than ‘a little more’ to take. She groaned, “Oh God.”
The two of them were so wrapped up in each other, and in the moment, that they failed to notice the many items levitating inches in the air throughout the room. The table and chairs. Jenna’s duffle bag and clothes. Small items such as the television remote, the couch’s throw pillows, and the room’s landline telephone, all hung at least three inches off their surfaces. Even the couch was off the floor by an inch. But Adam and Jenna couldn’t see anything but the person they were with. Adam moved slowly in and out until he had worked a couple more inches of himself inside of her, but had to stop in shock at the barrier that he met there.
His surprised voice was low and husky when he croaked, “You’re a virgin?”
Her thighs shifted to cling to his hips, the heels of her feet digging into his buttocks as she tried to urge him to continue. She reached one hand up to dig her nails into his shoulder and laid her other hand on the side of his face, tears glistening in her eyes.
“I need this. I need you, Adam. Don’t stop. Make love to me. Please, please don’t stop.”
She dug her heels into the cheeks of his ass again to encourage forward movement, but Adam didn’t need any more convincing. The elation he felt at knowing that he would be her first, her last, and her only, bloomed inside his chest, filling it with love and respect until he thought he might burst. He pushed forward gently until he felt her barrier give, and he surged inside. Fully seated in her, a pained gasp filled the air. Her body shivered in need, and her chest started to rise and fall rapidly in excited pants. There was no regret on her lovely face. Only an aroused excitement as he gingerly started to slide in and out of her snug depths.
Adam was far from a virgin. After all, he was sixty years old. He’d been sexually active since he’d turned seventeen and his Dad had slipped him a box of condoms on the sly. But as he looked down into his mate’s eyes, he knew without a doubt that his wolf had been right, she was their mate, and he saw his long promiscuous past disappearing. Everything with Jenna felt a hundred times more than anything else he’d ever felt. Every slow slide of skin on skin felt as if it were reaching past his physical shell and slipping somewhere inside of him. Every whisper of a kiss addicted him further to whatever drugging essence she was made of. Where her hot hands clenched his body felt as if brands would be left behind in their wake. His entire world had shifted the second he’d slid inside of her, and he wouldn’t change it, or the consequences that might come from it, for the world.
Jenna started to move with him, undulating under his body to match his thrusts. Accepting him inside her repeatedly until all hints of pain were gone and her moans of pleasure intensified. The tight muscles encasing him started to flutter again, and he began to grind down on her clit as he plunged deep inside her. Her movements sped up in a frantic pattern, so he wrapped his arms around her back and placed his hands on her shoulders, holding her immobile to his control over her body. Driving his cock into her a little faster, a little harder, he reveled at the slide of his hot flesh in hers. The way they fit perfectly together.
Suddenly, it was like a litany running through his head.
Mine, mine, mine, mine.
The wolf had taken over, shoving his human half away. Their combined smell surrounded him. Her aroused wet sex was intoxicating, mixed with his hard lust. His desperate need for all things Jenna intensified. For her soft pink mouth, that satin skin, the feel of her fingers clutching him frantically as if she were afraid he would pull away. That would never happen though. All he could do was continue giving, continue thrusting into her.
Her ragged moans encouraged him to give her more, s
o he angled his hips, letting his cock sink deeper inside of her. The tip of him rubbed against that magical spot inside that would drive her to the pinnacle of pleasure, and she started to buck up against him wildly in response. Her moans turned to agonized gasps, pleas, and then she was screaming against his throat as she clamped down on him, climaxing with him still buried inside of her. The combination of her reactions sent his wolf over the edge.
His hips turned into a jackhammer, pounding away at her. Everything was heightened. Tension. Urgency. The pleasure was building inside of him as if it were a dam on the verge of bursting open. His canines elongated again in his mouth, and he barely curbed the instinct to bury them in the tender tissues above the juncture where her shoulder and neck met.
Soon.
Soon Adam would be able to place his mark on Jenna’s naked, ivory skin for the world to see that she was his mate. His heart. His soul. Always and only, his.
Jenna’s fingertips slid from his shoulders and down to his chest where she dug her nails in. Gouging them into his pecs as her back bowed violently and she cried out in ecstasy as a second, stronger orgasm hit her. The hotel room’s levitating items dropped back to their original destinations as if nothing extraordinary had ever happened to them. The two lovers would never know what had happened to the inanimate objects while they had been immersed in one another. Adam felt a tingle at the base of his spine, signaling the rapturous end to come. His thrusts became mantic as he rode the shattering release while his seed spilled out of him to fill her. Infusing her with his scent, at least, since he couldn’t give her his mark yet.
Jenna’s body continued to shudder with the last waves of explosive sensation, and then Adam was collapsed on top of her. Caging her in his arms before rolling them to their sides so that she could breathe. Growling in content he ran his hand down her sweat soaked skin until she finally lay next to his own glistening body, sleeping peacefully. He looked down at the woman who would become his mate, and only one thought came to mind.
So this is what I needed to live happily till the end of days.
I just needed her.
Chapter Fourteen
It was too warm. Was she in flippin’ Jamaica? Something moved against her back and Jenna’s eyes shot open at the unfamiliar sensation. Her muscles tensed to move, but before she got anywhere two bulky arms shifted to trap her against the body that lay cuddled up to her backside.
A growly voice murmured, “Morning, sweetheart.”
Her panic receded. If she’d taken two seconds to think about it, she would have realized that her wolf didn’t even blink an eye at the knowledge that someone was in bed with them. Because she trusted the man who was holding her. Not to mention she was all but panting to get frisky with his wolf. If her wolf had perceived a threat of some kind, she would have woken Jenna up rather violently to protect them from harm.
When Adam’s callused fingers started to trace little circles on the skin of her stomach, she realized she hadn’t responded to his greeting. Wiggling backwards a little to burrow herself into his heat she mumbled a, ‘good morning’. Jenna normally wouldn’t even dream of talking to someone before her first cup of coffee, but those maddening little circles he was drawing on her body had her ready to do more than talk. She timidly grabbed one of his hands and led it to the juncture of her thighs, where that needy ache was rapidly building.
Bending to bury his face in her neck, he groaned against her skin, causing her to shiver at the small vibrations. His fingers started to gently pet her, amping up her arousal. Taking her from a groggy pre-caffeinated haze to seconds from cresting the tsunami sized wave of pleasure. Using nothing but those magical fingers that she was starting to think should be dipped in gold and preserved for all time as the best fingers on the planet. She felt the light bite of his teeth in her neck, and her back bowed backwards into him as she fell over into the drug like ecstasy of her release.
Seconds… minutes… or maybe even hours later, when she came to again, Jenna was still wrapped in those strong arms. Which would have been outstanding if her brother hadn’t leaning over the bed with his face was hovering less than a foot away from her head.
“Motherfu-“
She tried to jump out of Adam’s arms so that she could hit Logan, but Adam tightened his arms to prevent her escape.
“Ignore him.”
Grabbing the top of the sheet to make sure she didn’t flash anything that would traumatize both her and Logan, she pondered the possibility that she’d drained her lover of all his sense when he’d poured himself into her last night. Her body stilled at that alarming realization. Adam hadn’t used a condom last night, and he sure as shit hadn’t pulled out. Good gravy… what were the chances you could be knocked up your first time?
Seeing movement in front of her when she’d spaced out and forgotten someone was actually in the room with them, brought her back to the first problem.
“Ignore him? Are you kidding me? We’re naked in the bed, he’s what I’m currently dubbing my-creepy-beyond-all-reason little brother, and he’s in the room with us examining us like we’re bugs on display. The reason I should ignore him is?”
Adam murmured back half asleep, “If you ignore him, then he’ll go away.”
“If I kill him then, he can’t bug me anymore.”
“He’s not worth moving.”
“He is still in the room you know,” The disgruntled Logan snapped.
Jenna pointed her finger at her brother. “You don’t get to comment in this discussion. If you hadn’t come up in here as if you owned the place, then this conversation wouldn’t be happening.”
Logan crossed his arms over his chest and pasted on a teasing smile. “I just wanted to see your mark. I figured after all the noise I heard last night that you were a married woman.”
MARRIED?! Mark? He’d actually HEARD HER last night?!
Jenna’s hands covered her face in mortification. If God were merciful, he’d make this bed open up into a dark hole that she could disappear into. She spread two of her fingers, peeking through her hand hoping to see that all-encompassing hole.
Nope. No hole in sight. Just a smirking brother. Damn. But she did note that Adam’s body had become unbearably tight with tension behind her. Jenna couldn’t help but wonder what his problem was. He hadn’t seemed to care that Logan was in the room a moment ago, but now he acted as if he was worried… or mad as hell. She couldn’t quite tell without seeing his face.
Logan interrupted her internal debate, “So why don’t you have a mark, big sister? I don’t have to kick his ass do I?”
Looking at Logan like he’d smoked one too many crack pipes, she asked, “Mark? You hittin’ some good shit, Willis?”
Her brother never got a chance to respond. Adam growled deep in his chest before Logan could say a word and then ordered him out of the room in a tone of voice that an idiot would have known to obey.
Throwing his hands in the air in a pose of surrender, Logan slowly inched himself sideways towards the door. Not exposing your back to an irritated Alpha wolf was pretty flippin’ smart on his part.
“You’ve got it, bro. But you might want to hurry and get the hell out of bed. We’ll be leaving for the club in a few hours and Uncle Owen’s bitching about your little love fest holding up progress.”
The door lock snicked shut with Logan’s departure, and Jenna turned her head to look questioningly at the tense expression Adam wore. A question that went unanswered as he got out of the bed, baring that god-like body to her. The second his feet were planted on the floor he scooped her up, carrying her into the bathroom. She looked around, slightly confused as to why she was being carried like an invalid.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking care of you.”
“I can do that myself, you know.”
He let her feet drop to the tiled floor, but kept his hands on her hips until he knew she was upright and steady. Then he bent over a jacuzzi tub that looked as if it could fit a
small party in it, and turned the knobs on so that the bathtub started to fill with steaming hot water. Without looking at her, he answered, “I do know, however, I’m choosing to take care of you because that is what I wish to do this afternoon.”
That made her pause. Apparently she had the dominant wolf this morning instead of the romantic man. She watched as he reached over to grab a glass bottle of bath salts and then sprinkled them liberally in the water. After settling the bottle back down, he looked at her.
“Do you need to use the facilities before we get in?”
Holy man on a mountain. Did he just ask her if she had to pee? What was he going to do, stand there and watch? She literally felt the color draining from her face at the horrifying thought that Adam would even think about her peeing. Seriously, some things she never, ever, wanted him to think about when he thought of her. Going to the bathroom was one of them, damn it! She shook her head ‘no’ somewhat violently. Which caused the wolf to chuff an amused laugh at her expense.
Damn arrogant men!
Then, before she could blink, he had her scooped in his arms again as he carefully stepped into the tub while cradling her. He eased them both down so that she was seated in the bathtub in front of him, between his spread thighs. Pulling her backwards to lean on his chest, he wrapped his arms so that they were above and below her breasts, which were submerged in the water. Rubbing his jaw against the side of her head he rumbled, “My little wolf needs a bit of pampering, and I am glad to give it to her since she gave herself to me last night.”
Jenna’s breath caught in her chest. The man knew how to melt away her every fear, concern, and inhibition. She couldn’t say that she was sorry to see them go when what she was given in return were comments like that. Or moments like this.
He nuzzled her neck affectionately. “Relax sweetheart. We’re going to have a nice soak together, where I can help wash your back, and perhaps a few other places. While we do that, there are a few things we need to talk about since your brother barged in here and brought them up.”